HIDAYAH
3. Just Want to Be Friends

"Susi why do you want to walk with the Christian child you are not disgusted what? " a girl stood in front of Susi's house, turning around her waist and closing her eyes looking at me in disgust

With ease I kept going straight to ignore the useless screams.

A nice welcome from my mom after school.

"Make a change of clothes, wash your feet and eat"

With a sultry step due to the tired and scorching sun, I was able to spend 1 glass of water in a few sips, then passed to the room to rest.

I ignored my mother's eating orders. I'm breaking my tired body. In a few seconds I was asleep.

In the afternoon I heard the sound of people knocking on the door, I saw it coming from behind my door that was not fully closed. It turns out that the village device came to re-examine, because the father will make a new KK.

The night before the four of us gathered.

Mom and Dad asked me about my first day at school.

"Obviously, they're all friendly, just like the kids around us"

I didn't tell you anything that happened to me.

Don't want to worry them.

A week passed by and I went to school. And today is a school holiday.

"Ma... I want to play with Susi, right? around village"

"Kid's foot?"

"Ma paddle bike cake! can you ma?"

"Can you?"

"The one who paddles"

"Yes my heart is on the road, noon has to be home, afternoon we go to church services," I replied with a nod and then rushed to the bathroom to clean up.

"Where are we going Sus?" I asked while sitting like a sweet girl. Bonning like with a girlfriend, hold the stomach and cross the legs while laughing together

We arrived in a large field, yes this is our village Football Field.

Many children played this morning, accompanied by the sun who was still ashamed to shine on the earth.

The smell of dew was still felt with the wet grass we were peeling.

"Here I teach you how to ride a bike, age has been a lot of ora iso mancal pit!" candelessly.

Yes, I can't ride a bike, because in the mountains no one has a paddle bike. The condition of the rocky road, uphill and then derivative make paddle bikes do not sell well.

How not, if it is safer is to walk, maybe if you bring a paddle bike fitting a sharp ride and then derivative. The bike will not function as it should because what happens is certain we will lead it.

But make no mistake with my small body I can already ride a motorcycle. Because in the plantation almost everyone has modified motors, especially in the motorcycle tire. The average ones are all made big with rubber box teeth, to make it easy to get through the muddy streets.

"Let's go up, and dream"

"You hold it! don't let go if I'm not ready."

"Yes, ah, it's so chatty, hurry up!"

Susi is impatient.

A few moments passed solemnly.

"Lack of work really you Sus, want to teach the boy ."

Sahut girls with a cynical face with short hair wearing glasses style large oval shape.

It was like being on the beach.

I who can ride my bike don't pay much attention to them. Then I came closer to the six children who were in a group with Susi.

"How easy is it, later go home you ask deh , pit same mama yaa ?" jest.

I nodded with a big smile along with a heavy sweat.

"Come on home. Later in the afternoon, I was just having a little breakfast"

"Eh. uh a minute"

Without lubricating the susi directly push the rear bonce away from her friend.

"Sus, I want to get acquainted with them . Why are you taking me away." Mutted

"Surely they will meet you." Ketus answer.

Susi led me to walk in the river. In the river there are more children playing looking for crab river.

"This time I'll let you meet them"

"Well he said come home Sus, not that you are hungry.. "

"I'm just avoiding them, so you don't get mocked, like last time "

Susi really takes care of my feelings. I just want to say hello to them.

"Hi all" Sapaku was carefree to some boys who were carrying bamboo swings, who had no idea what her name was. Shaped like a white pumpkin that usually makes a clear vegetable.

"Know to cah, iki kancaku. The new citizen of kampung kene" continued Susi introduced me.

"Doni!" answer the child who carries the largest bamboo webbing.

"Bram" the second man's hand.

"God be your style, Bram Bram. Originally he was named Brahim" said the third male.

Accompanied by the laughter of all the children, because of the attractiveness of the Brahim.

"Well, if the girl's name is Husna, wait for her to come here." Susi waved her hand gesturing to Husna from the prank.

"Why is he there, Sus? " let me wonder.

"BOKER" simultaneously they answered along with an unusually boisterous laughter.

"Boker what the hell?" while I squinted my eyes.

Instantly they fell over hearing my question feedback.

Feeling unanswered I just smiled at them, who laughed at me.

"What the hell are you laughing at "sahut Husna came to them.

"Haii ... Husnaas. I am Ayunina "my helping hand in greeting

"Hi too, if you may know , whose long name? " Husna asked me back

I plainly replied "Ayunina Priscanara Wignya, you can call me anything, as you please ."

"AH!!" I gawk.

"Udah kayak bang Huang aja, give a name and call that is far different. Uda gesrek kayak si teteh Imut Gallon Wijaya Fernandes . Hihihihi" my inner voice voiced the contents of my deepest heart.

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A year later after my booming introduction by the river, the six of us were together every day or hanging out at my house.

Because my mama wouldn't let me out but gave my friends freedom to play at my house.

Susi and I are one school level. But the four of them are above us one level. So if at school they are our upperclassmen.

"Where do you want to enroll in middle school? " ask Brahim.

"At the same school as you guys, isn't it Nin? "

"Well, that's the closest public school! if for the second alternative I will enroll in PGRI swata school only "

"Well, that's far from Nin, if I'm in the country, I'll list it on the riverfront Mts. You list that too dong Nin?" face as a mainstay.

"PLOTS"

"Aoooow. dodol pain," Susi complained while stroking her forehead which began to redden.

"You want to make Anin dying at school in Mts" Doni scolded.

"O. ya forgot hahaha" Susi laughed widely.

Good night there are flies, I thought I saw Susi's behavior.

" PLUK "

Brahim throws cayenne pepper, the former bite the mouth of Susi. And great as throwing a ball in a basketball basket.

''UHUK UHUK"

Susi's voice coughed cough & coughed, and took out the chili from her mouth. Instantly the rain of embers flushed the porch of my house. With a slick mix, came laughter from all of us.

Susi glared until her eyeballs were about to pop. But Brahim was ignorant, the absurd behavior Brahim used to do to us.

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The national exam arrived (EBTANAS), three days ahead Susi and I were preoccupied with the National Learning Stage Evaluation.

~Which is the same age as ane must know guess what year it is ~

Each student sits alone according to the exam number. Each class is guarded by two supervising teachers.

Silent and gripping, only the sound of shoe soles met the stone floor. Stop the steps slowly and regularly .

"Don't forget the signature column, signed yes!

The EBTA test time yesterday many do not handle. "

"You're Ayunin?" arrived the supervisor was in front of me .

I nod my head by looking at the pupils of her eyes.

"Later in Master's room, hours of rest. The Headmaster wants to talk to you! " command is subtle.

"Okay ma'am" I answered and continued to look at the answer sheet and the question sheet in front of me.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

"Get in, go straight to the room yaa "appoint the supervising teacher who spoke to me earlier.

"Prince sir, sorry to interrupt, "my bro is polite.

"Come on Ayu, please sit down. No need to strain that,"

"Alright, sir," as I dragged the chair in front of the principal's desk.

"Look, you call Ayu here to talk about the value of your religion. Because during school here, we can not call religious teachers according to your ability, sorry. Not that we can't but, because you're the only non-Muslim. Not eligible for submission to the Department of Education "

"Yes sir, this has been explained from the beginning of my entry into school." I replied with a smile.

"So your religious scores are minus, because the practical exam scores are zero,"

Deg

My chest rumbles.

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Accepting everything in every situation is the best thing. Rather than demanding something but distressing many people .

"Keikhlasan is the secret between Allah and His servant. Not even the angel of record did not know the slightest bit about it to be written down in a charity note. Neither does Satan know so that he cannot corrupt it, nor does lust realize that he cannot influence it." - Junayd al-Baghdadi

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